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| - Late at night I was going through withdrawals but my regular supplier was not available that late at night so was forced to go in search of a substitute. With many of us addicted to this thing I knew walking the streets of Chinatown was the best option to find the place that would hook me up with my much needed fix...and there it was, couldn't be clearer or brighter than a neon sign.
The girl with the tattoo approached me and asked if there was someone else with me, I told her I was alone sat by the door and told her what I needed, she then proceeded to the back and a few minutes later she appeared with my request and before she sat it on the table I already had my face in it.
Yes, you can get addicted to ramen, and I'm talking about the real thing, trying to resuscitate dead noodles by adding hot water to it doesn't work for me anymore. I'm not in college and my taste buds had graduated and now they expect something better. I'm glad I found this place since they were open later than my regular Ramen location, ate my food and felt more animated but I will be honest, this place is good the ramen was decent and satisfying but not as good as the ramen at my favorite place down the street where they somehow manage to intensify the flavors, I would call this,"ramen lite" so for now I'll just keep it on my list for emergencies.
The place was nice and clean and the service from miss June or miss January (they sell calendars featuring the waitresses) was great but I felt like I was eating at some high school cafeteria or that I was part of an a-ha video, (take on me) ordering from a comic book. I would recommend this to a younger crowd, since it seems that that's the crowd they're targeting to besides I don't feel comfortable getting my fix in a room full of underage kids watching cartoons.
Would I be back? Sure, next time I bring my kids...wait...I have no kids.
Cute calendar though.
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